THE RULES OF FAME

Chapter 17 - Only One 🔥

Vanessa Louvier

I must be going crazy… I asked him to kiss me!

Tate is a good man, stable, reliable… and Peyton… Peyton is here, shattering every barrier I had built around myself.

His lips landed on mine, my hands rested on his chest, and my entire world collapsed. My heart rammed inside my chest, his lips, just the way I remembered them. Soft, tender, demanding… It was as if time had never passed, as if we had been apart for five minutes, not five years.

He licked the seam of my lips, and I slowly parted them. His tongue caressed mine. Minty breath, and something that was just him filled my senses. My tongue moved along, reciprocating the urgency of the moment.

It was passion, it was fire burning under our skins… it was terrifying. And because we were humans and needed air to live, we had to part ways. My breathing was laboured, while he didn't stop… his lips kissed my cheeks, then he trailed down my neck, and behind my ear, sending me into a different dimension. I have never been kissed like this, the longing, the tenderness, as if I would break, vanish, or both.

“Peyton,” I said, my voice sounding foreign.

“I have never stopped loving you,” he said, his lips brushing the column of my neck. I sighed. I was completely lost in the emotions, lost in him.

“What are we doing?” I mumbled, and he looked up into my eyes.

“Loving each other, the way we should have for years…” he said, picking me up and placing me on the kitchen island. The cold granite seeped through the fabric on my leggings.

He stepped between my legs and closed the distance. “Vanessa Louvier, you are the love of my life… and I need you in it… I need you,” he said. His voice was gruff, something dark in it, something that made my body shiver, from head to toe.

“Peyton…” I sighed, and he cupped my cheek, “If you don't want me, I´ll go…” he said and took a step back. Suddenly, the emptiness felt real, and I quickly held his wrist.

“Don´t…” I mumbled, and he stared into my eyes, the yearning, love, and the time lost crossing them.

I slowly lifted my arms, and with trembling hands, he started lifting my oversized shirt. I was done yearning, waiting, imagining, I wanted him… I wanted him to be my first because he has been my only one.

“Nessa, are you sure?” his voice trembled, and I nodded.

“I am done waiting. I never stopped loving you,” I said, while his fingers trailed up my skin, peeling the oversized shirt off my body.

“f**k, you are gorgeous,” he said, while my heart rammed inside my chest. I have never been this exposed before. All my work has been mellow, no nudity involved. This is the first time I've worked on a movie that has some well-crafted s*x scenes and some kissing… I am a virgin, and deep down, I have always wanted my first time to be with him.

He was wearing a hoodie. I unzipped it and peeled it off his body. He has grown serious muscles, and he looks so hot… he peeled his shirt off his body, and I gasped when I saw the hard muscles and the washboard around his waist. He was perfect, and suddenly yearned for him.

My fingers trailed his muscles, and I felt him tremble under my touch. His hands moved to my back, and suddenly I felt the restraint of the hooks of my bra being released. He slowly peeled it off, and on instinct, I covered my breasts. He sighed and kissed my neck, towering over me, kissing down until his lips were on my hands, and he slowly peeled them from my breasts.

His lips took one of my n*****s, sending me into a frenzy… He lost all control… and suddenly, his hands and lips were everywhere, my hands moved up and down his back, trying to feel as much warmth from his skin as possible.

I writhed and arched my back, I wanted more… I needed him…

He looked into my eyes and sighed… “Bed…” I said, pointing at the hallway and to my bedroom.

He understood, and when I tried to jump off the island, he wrapped my legs around his waist. My breast pressed against his bare chest… his hands around me holding me close, and when he walked with me in his arms, I could feel his hardness poking at my core.

I am crazy, we parted ways five years ago… I should not do this, but hell, if I stop right now. I am a 21-year-old virgin, not because I have lacked opportunities, but because no one was him. I have been careful my whole life… I believe s*x is tied to love, to the security of being committed to each other… and for the first time in my life… I didn´t give a f**k…

He opened the door with me in his arms and closed it behind. Right here and now, it was me and him, it was us… It was what was meant to be… what should have never stopped being.

“Vanessa…” He said, while he slowly lowered me on the edge of my bed, and he knelt before me…

He slowly tucked his fingers on the elastic band of my leggings and tugged at it. I lifted my hips so he could remove the offending pieces of cloth. For the first time, someone was seeing me naked, for the first time I was exposed like this… and even when we had our past and pain… I trusted him completely.

“f*****g gorgeous…” he said, and my heart rammed inside my chest. He was seeing me for the first time, and I couldn't read what he was thinking right now. “I need to taste you,” he said, pulling my legs over his shoulders and burying his face between them.

“Peyton!” I gasped and writhed. This feeling was different; it was something I had never experienced in my life. It was intimate and amazing. His tongue trailed up and down my slit, and his fingers helped work me out.

“I love you,” Peyton said. My body trembled, my hips rolled against his face, and when I couldn´t hold myself in a sitting position, I fell. My back against the mattress, arched, my n*****s erect and up in the air, until he reached up and rolled one of them between his fingers, sending me into a different spiral.

He was relentless, perfection… everything I had been waiting for. Maybe s*x was not the answer for all the pain and love we had bottled up… it was this, us together, becoming one, rediscovering each other… feeling each other. Instead of using words, we use our bodies.

“Peyton…” I said, lacing my fingers in his hair, and he used one of his fingers to enter me. I arched my back, my eyes rolled back… this was an out-of-world experience.

“You are perfect…” he said, his lips against my womanhood, his breath sending me into a different dimension…

“Peyton…” I moaned, and he locked his eyes with mine.

“You are almost there, darling… Let go, let me feel your orgasm…” he said, and I trembled. The way he looked at me, as if this moment had been long overdue, as if I were a treasure he was afraid to lose, as if this was what he had yearned for years…

“Peyton, Peyton….” I moaned, while my entire body combusted in pleasure.

He never stopped licking, tasting, taking it all in… and when I thought nothing could top this over, he towered over me, and kissed me. His chest pressed my breasts. My hands tangled in his hair. My legs parted, feeling this hardness.

“I love you, Vanessa Louvier…” He whispered against my lips.

“Peyton?” I locked my eyes with his, “I need you…” I said, my chest falling and rising with the urgency of feeling him inside me.

“Do you have a condom?” He looked at me, and I shook my head.

“No… I…” I paused, and he looked at me. Whatever had crossed his mind made him withdraw a bit… “I haven't been with anyone,” I confessed, blushing and feeling completely vulnerable.

“Vanessa, is this your first time?” he said, and I slowly nodded.

I saw how every restraint left his body, “I am going to take good care of you…” he said and slowly removed his jeans and boxers…

Holy f**k! I have never seen a d**k before… not like this, hard, leaking precum, and ready to take me…

“I am clean,” he said, and a pang of jealousy pierced my chest. I have waited for him, but he has had s****l encounters before.

He knew me too well… “Hey, none of that matters, none of it meant anything…” he kissed me, and I believed him…

“This might hurt a bit, but I promise to make it as good as possible, just this first time…” he whispered into my ear, and I gasped.

“This first time?” I mumbled, and he slowly nodded.

“Once I have you, I won´t let you go…” he said while the tip of his d**k started probing my entrance.